So anyway, still loving Frozen, I believe you guys are still loving it too, or else you wouldn't be reading this, no?

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Chapter 2

Today's the Day

Beginning of Day One

"Elsa! Elsa! Wake up! The sun's awake!"

"Yeah Elsa! Today's the big day!"

"It's too early in the morning!"

"Elsaaaaa..."

"Fine!"

Elsa opened her eyes, and nearly choked in shock. A giant, brilliantly orange carrot was pointed at her, followed by a misshapen white face. It stared at her with the widest grin anything can possess, with fat flakes of snow dancing in the air around it. In alarmed surprise, Elsa pushed herself out of her bed quickly as possible, only to have her head crash into something hard and sharp. The Snow Queen's vision flashed white in pain, and she fell back onto her mattress in heap, feeling around for what will surely become a new bump on her skull.

"Ow! Owowow... Talk about a wake-up alarm... Oh, Elsa! You're not hurt, are you?"

Elsa raised her throbbing head at the voice's source. A young woman had been looking at her, her bright blue eyes full of warmth, even as she was rubbing her chin in pain. Her little pigtails have grown into two copper braided locks that fell down her shoulders, and the girl's once pudgy, freckled face developed into that of a joyous lady, one who loved all and deserved to be loved.

"A-Anna?"

The redhead's face brightened, and she tilted her head in curiosity. "Hm? Me? You are talking about me, and not some other Anna in this room, right?"

"W-What are you doing here? How did you get into my room?" In any other circumstance, Elsa would have been shouting in fear. She would have panicked, scrambling to stay as far away from Anna as the walls surrounding her could permit.

But, out of sheer dumb luck for Anna, Elsa was just so tired, she couldn't be bothered to flee. She didn't even try remembering why she and her baby sister must be separated in the first place.

Instead, Elsa chose to point at the creature standing besides Anna, whose existence must be addressed first. "What is that thing there?..." she asked tiredly. Upon closer inspection, the creature was a snowman, one that was somehow carried into her room. A cloud drifted above its head, producing a flurry of snow that fell lazily without ever actually touching the ground. The snowman possessed a rather nostalgic air to it, one of happier times long past.

Both the small figure and the girl glanced at each other, their smiles faltering.

"Elsa..." Anna asked tentatively. "Are you okay?"

Something clicked in Elsa's exhausted mind, allowing her to form coherent thoughts again. "You've grown."

"Pfft. Well, yeah! Of course I would have grown! I could have sworn that when I was with Kristoff yesterday, I was able to meet eye-to-eye with his nose! Or would that be eye-to-nose? And maaaayyyybe I was standing on my tippy toes..."

"Anna, I'm sorry."

"I even think he was- wait, what? What do you have to be sorry about?"

"It was just a dream, that's all." Elsa seated herself on her bed. As she grew older, Elsa never permitted her platinum hair to go wild, even in sleep. Rather than sticking in all directions as they had when she was younger, the strands fell down her shoulders and back with the utmost grace of a queen's. "I'm still getting used to the Open Door Policy." Elsa peered at Anna and the snowman, her eyelids still gritty and heavy. "Ah, you're Olaf. Did you two sleep well last night?"

Anna's previously crestfallen features turned into a cheerfulness so alarmingly fast, Elsa's weary mind threatened to black out. "I should say the same to you! You must have slept really well, considering you were in bed since, like, 8 o'clock last night-"

"-And you did not come down for breakfast this morning!" Olaf added.

"Oh. I'm sorry to have bothered you two, then."

"No! It's no bother for either of us at all!" Anna and Olaf protested. "But..." Anna continued, slightly sheepish. "You might wanna get something in your system right now. It's 11 in the morning, and I really, really don't want you to pass out today when you head outside..."

"Outside... Wait, outside? Outside for what?"

"Wow, you must have been sleeping REALLY heavily. Not that that's a bad thing, I don't think... Or is it? Maybe if there was a fire, and you couldn't wake up-"

"Anna. You're rambling. What's going on?

"Well, today's your first Royal Visit! You're heading to town in, uh... 30 minutes!"

In eighteen years, Anna had never seen Elsa jump out of her bed. In eighteen, long-awaited years, Anna had never seen Elsa besides the pinnacle of dignity and sophistication. Always moving with grace unattainable to her sister, always as cool and collected as a tranquil night.

Today, Anna was fortunate to have bore witness to the wondrous, valuable sight of Elsa in a state of wild unrest. The Queen literally flew from her mattress, scattering bed sheets everywhere, completely under-dressed, jabbering incoherent words, and hyperventilating. She fell to her knees on the floor, and bounced back up, pacing back and forth in rapid succession, spreading small snowflakes everywhere, before zooming out of the door. A thin trail of frost followed behind her.

"Wait, where are you going!" Olaf cried, twiggy arms outstretched. He faced Anna, saying, "I'm going to check out what's happening."

He waddled towards the doorway, spreading snow everywhere, and peeked out. He grinned. "Oh hey, I was just talking about yo-"

An inadvertent kick by the Queen rushing back into her bedroom beheaded the poor snowman, sending his carrot-adorned, smiling face sailing through the hallways. The body raised a hand to feel for the spot where Olaf's head had originally rested on.

"Oh no! Olaf, I'm so sorry!" Elsa exclaimed.

"No problem Elsa," his voice echoed through the halls. "That was a lotta fun! Now, c'mere, body..." The headless body waddled out of the doorway, into the hallway. Naturally, it walked to the opposite direction of where its head flew. "Nonono! Come back!" Olaf cried.

Elsa rushed over and quickly grabbed the walking snowman, turning it towards the right direction. It gave her a thumbs up in response.

"Thanks Elsa! I'll see you at the gates, guys!"

Elsa entered her bedroom and sat in front of her dresser, face flushed and still breathing rather rapidly. Anna, who had standing in the same spot since Elsa's little panic episode, stared at her with wide eyes in astonishment.

Elsa giggled nervously, her eyes shifting everywhere. Her hands lied on the table, trembling. "C-can you help me with my hair, Anna? I don't think I can concentrate very well..."

Anna pointed at herself, still stunned. "Me? You are talking about me, right? Of course you are talking about me." She stood behind Elsa, braiding the Queen's hair. "You do not seem to be yourself, sis."

Elsa sighed. "No, I'm not." She gave her beloved baby sister a wistful look through the mirror, admiring the positive energy Anna always seemed to carry around with her. "I'm such a coward. You can tell I am scared, right?"

"Scared?" Anna was confused. "Why would you be scared? It's just a required visit to town, to see how everyone is doing. Me, Kristoff, Olaf, and Sven do it all the time! Except, well, they weren't really required and all-"

"Yes, but there will be so many people there! I-I don't think I can bear the sight of seeing them all. Oh, they are probably still afraid of me..."

"What about that ice rink you made for everyone two or three weeks ago? It was such a beautiful act that you did! Everyone was happy, especially you!"

Elsa forced herself a pained smile in response. "I was just happy I was able to do everyone a favor, and give you what you deserved for once." She thought of fearful eyes all around in the darkness, throwing her accusing looks for the pain and cold she had made them suffer, invading her conscience. She shook her head, sighing. "I'm still not good with people."

Anna felt a chill beneath her feet. A thick coat of white frost had been emanating down Elsa's seat, and spreading onto the carpet floor. Snow began falling, without any apparent source to produce it.

"Elsa?" She finished the braiding.

Y-yes?" Elsa swallowed hard. She looked at the mirror, pulling her braid over her shoulder. The resulting hair was not unlike what she wore as the Snow Queen.

"Just look at the mirror... Look at yourself. Do you see how beautiful you are? How much courage and love you possess?" Anna laid her hands on her sister's cold, pale shoulders. She could feel Elsa's body shiver and tense up. "You gave me everything that I could have ever wished for. You opened the door, and let me in, for the first time in thirteen years. You are not a coward. You are the best sister I could ever have, and don't you forget it."

The snow slowed to a stop, hanging in the air as if by invisible strings. A long minute passed in a slow crawl, serving only to highlight the tension that filled the room. Then, the frost lifted itself off the floor, clinging to the edge of Elsa's clothes. Ice crept inwards, towards her center, transforming her sleepwear into an elegant dress, lined with extra ice to form rosemåling patterns. Enchanted cloth woven from snow rested onto her neck like a high collar, fanning out into a glittering cape. The hanging snowflakes fixed themselves into Elsa's platinum blonde hair, letting the sunlight dance even more from her head.

"Anna..."

"Yes?"

"I'm fine now. Thank you." She plucked a lipstick from her dresser. "I'll meet you at the gates soon. Don't worry about me."

Anna grinned. "I knew you could do it. Do you want some tea before you go?"

Elsa smiled back at her. "Yes, that sounds wonderful."

"Okay! Great!" Anna's hands sunk further down Elsa's shoulders before wrapping around into a hug from behind. She wanted to convey her love and pride for her sister, who has been through so much, and progressed so well. Elsa reacted with a shiver of surprise. Her skin was cool to the touch.

After a short while, Anna let go of her sister, and dashed out of the door. Before it closed, she poked her head back in. "Um, bye!" She waved her hand at Elsa before disappearing once more.

Elsa waved back, and returned to her make-up. The woman in the mirror stared hard at her with accusation.

You cheated, Elsa. You have been looking at Anna the entire time.

6 hours ago...

A lone, stout figure stood on a hilltop overlooking a huge forest, one so massive it stretched for miles, expanding into the horizon and meeting with the starry sky. The creature held a crooked staff made of aged wood, decorated with large crystals that glowed and hummed with power. His mane of wild hair bristled in the night breeze. Despite his comically large nose, his wizened, stern eyes, furrowed eyebrows, and tightened mouth formed a face that was intensely grave.

A small, rounded stone, covered in moss, rolled up the hill and came to a stop next to the creature, before turning into another figure similar in build.

"What is it, Grand Pabbie?"

"The Spøkelse of Ravendall. It has found its way through the Lost Woods."

"Oh, oh no. It'll be heading for Arrendelle! We have to warn the kingdom! Tell them to run!"

"That would have been the correct choice, generations ago. Unfortunately, it has grown too strong to be subdued forever. It will plague other lands, forever chasing the work of Adam the Adventurer. The threat has to be annhilated."

"But we can't possibly do that! We aren't human!"

"We can't, I agree. But, they can." Grand Pabbie turned to the younger troll. "Have Helge send word to the Queen and the princess, tell them to find their Father's book! Quickly!"

The troll began to scamper, but he stopped himself. He looked at Grand Pabbie in confusion. "But, what will you do, Pabbie?"

The old Troll King tightened his grip on the staff. "It is much too strong for me to stop it now. The best I can do is to slow it down, until the Queen is ready." He brandished his staff, waving it at different angles, and muttered ancient runes of power. How long has it been since I had to use this, he thought. How many centuries ago was it... The air shivered in response to his incantations, and a golden light pulsed from the yellow crystals fixed in the troll's staff. It washed over the forest, causing the leaves to stir and rattle as if by a strong wind.

Elsa, do you still doubt yourself? Do you still believe yourself to be alone and powerless to help anyone, even with all the gifts that have been given to you?

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